Midnight mirror, she splits in two,
tattooed heartbeat bleeding blue;
I kiss the ghost I used to be,
she spits my name like LSD.
Wifi demons in my lungs,
screaming in Spanish, biting tongues;
Willow swings from Saturn’s ring,
singing the static that trauma brings.
We’re just psychofreaks on the same cracked screen,
pixelated love in a broken machine.